This must be one of the things she'd learned in the time she had with him that he didn't have--to read when Vesh slid through his mind and left him chilled. It hadn't taken this time, though, not with Z warm and lush over him, breathing life and heat into him.

He stroked his hands up her arms, over her shoulders and up her neck to cradle her jaw. "Yes," he said without hesitation and caught her mouth in a kiss, slow and stirring, and hungry with need for her. He would've wanted her if she'd been fully dressed, but with her slick, open sex pressed to the root of his shaft, the need shot through him like a guiding bolt.

"I--" Kash shifted his hips, changed the angle and pressed up to meet her. "Want you."